The Outsider: Two skiers and a drunken penguin
|By Will Jones - The Outsider | February 8 2018|
Holy moly, what a topsy turvy winter we are having. The weather is certainly testing to make sure that you guys have got all the ‘toys’ required to enjoy the season. First, it’s out with the skis, toboggans and sleds for some snowy fun. Then, quick as a flash, well almost a flash freeze, the snow is gone and skates or an ATV are the best way of traversing our crystalline frozen lakes.
We almost got out cross country skiing once but the lack of padding – that means soft snow alongside the trail for me to crash into – meant that the trip was postponed by my lovely wife and Little Z due to their lack of faith, or to be precise, their probable fear of me falling and breaking something.
Instead, I slipped and slid like a drunken penguin for my first couple of times ice fishing, that is until my brain caught up with my enthusiasm and reminded me to put on my cleats. But, just as I’m getting into the groove of their amazing traction, and not falling over my own super grippy feet, the snow returns and my lovely wife and Little Z have deserted me and my homage to a hole in the ice, itching it seems to fling themselves off the top of our tallest hills at Sir Sam’s.
But that, I guess is what winter is all about, making the very most of this gloriously unpredictable frigid season, in which one day can be warm (and by that I mean ‘Canadian warm’, and above zero) while the next can dip to unbelievable Arctic temperatures which will freeze the nuts off of a polar bear, never mind the proverbial brass monkey.
And so, here I am surrounded by winter fun paraphernalia. My office, my den, my man cave ... call it what you will, is first and foremost a depository of stuff. Summer stuff in summer and winter stuff in winter, and fall stuff (my hunting gear) all the time. Today, I can see two types of skis, a pile of skates, snowshoes, touques, gloves, neck warmers and an ice auger. Goggles, ski wax, a small silver flask (for a nip of whiskey, not tea), even the harness that we strap to Jeff the dog to pull my lovely wife along on her skis.
So much stuff, so much fun to be had. And so what is it with these folks who want to escape Haliburton County and fly south for the winter? Do you mean to tell me that they can’t find a winter activity to enjoy during these chilly days? Are ice fishing, or skiing (not one but two kinds) or boarding, or skating, or tobogganing, or sledding, or snowshoeing, or pond hockey, or ice racing, or simply cuddling up by the fire and being cozy not enough for them?
Can they not just bundle up and make the best of our clean white winter? Some people, eh! Even in this topsy turvy weather, most of us can make the most of it, no matter ice, snow, sunshine or rain. Let’s get out there, or in there and enjoy winter, that’s what I say.
Oh, and just in case you don’t see my column in the newspaper for the next couple of weeks, don’t worry, I’ll be
enjoying winter ... in sunny South Africa. Hohohahahahaha!
WILL JONES - is The Outsider